She thought for a moment, tilting her head back to look up at the sky. Even though it was cut off from the rest of the garden, and couldn’t be seen due to the tall bushes and trees, they could see the sky. “I think he would be astonished, and demand an explanation of how you ended becoming a slave? What kingdom you rule, and what exactly you can give Agrabah if you wanted my hand in marriage.” She told him, clasping her hands behind her back. The princess had thought that scenario over and over in her head, using different words or tactics. However it always came to the same thing, what did he have to offer her without Agrabah having to give up their soldiers? Once he spoke again, she turned to look at him.’
“Liar.” She called him out as soon as he spoke. He knew she would always know once he was away from her. When she could no longer hear his clear voice, see his locks, his skin darkening with a tan from the sun. She slowly made her way over to him, and silently, reached down. She curled her fingers into the fabric of his shirt, lifting it up. Once the spot where his heart thudded was exposed, she pressed her lips there.
A pleased sound leaving her lips before her fingers traced it. “You were jealous…even though you know my heart is yours, as yours is mine.” Jasmine tilts her head back, looking into his eyes again as she pressed her lips back to the spot. “When will you finally trust me enough to know I will find a way for us to be together?”
“And I would tell him the truth. I could give Agrabah many a things, another trade route for one.” He told Jasmine as he thought about what kind of reactions her father would have and they had never ended well for him or Jasmine. “Another his daughter would be Queen of the Seven Kingdoms. Seven. That’s impressive is it not?” He asked as he leaned in to her touch before he pulled back from the very touch he craved, nearly missing her lips
“How can I not be jealous of someone else who can easily have you? Be seen with you as we should be able to be? I trust you Jasmine I do but it shouldn’t take this long to get some kind of result” He had felt like a dog teased with the idea of freedom for afar too long and he was afraid at some point he was going to lose it and bite at the very hand that fed him. Viserys wanted many things but he had no idea just how he would manage to achieve them, going home being one of those things. While he liked being in Ahrabah and it’s people he missed home, hell he even missed the Dothraki savages.
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